Soft yet calloused hands caress my face
And I feel safe
The all-encompassing warmth I feel inside and out
Is because of you
Pupils dilated when I see you
And you see me
You see through me and I you
I would not have it any other way
Soft eyes smile at me
And my brown eyes smile back
Soft lips and calloused hands
Make the world around me disappear
Not due to lust, but the sense of safety
Of care and love
I would not have it any other way my love
For I would sand down the Sahara just to feel the softness of your gaze
Push a boulder up a hill a thousand times just to feel your soft yet calloused hands clasping mine
Pick every weed in Yosemite to be in your warm and ever loving embrace just once
For once something soft encompasses me, yet I can breath and not suffocate
For once something soft caresses my heart, mind, body and soul
A soft and safe place to land.
YOU ARE READING
Checking for Water
PoésieA love story that maybe I won't publish for the fear of the rug being pulled from under me. But alas. I checked, and there's water. I don't know how deep the lake is, but it's crystal clear right now.
